Loss of sleep

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Weeks later and Sam can not think straight. Imagines flash through his mind. An unknown person ran into the room. Seemingly fazing through the door, it had a grey rabbits head which it looks beaten. It was wearing a creased, dirty checked shirt over a grey ripped shirt, his black pants were ripped and half massed, also had no shoes he looked unapproachable yet his presence was worm. He spoke with a raspy voice, "there is no time, we need to go before they come" almost on key pounding came from his apartment door, bony dirty hands grabbed his wrist and fazed through the window as he followed breaking the window. The world around him started to reform and became a fairytale looking world but grey and dim yet welcoming. Many people had the rabbit heads and modern clothing, each looked dirty and beaten, although they Look unwelcoming as Sam felt eyes on him and couldn't help but smile at them and felt like they smiled back. Sam felt welcomed in this place like they were expecting him

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